I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Zheng Li said with emotion.

It’s okay to be addicted to yourself, I dreamed about the content of the game in my dreams, it’s really powerful.

"By the way, what is that woman? I remember that there is no such person in the game?"

He thought about it and decided to go downstairs to have breakfast.

Last night's Laotan sauerkraut noodles were far from enough. The few hours spent in the game were like several days to Zheng Li.

Moreover, you can also eat in this game!

The sumptuous dishes in the dinner tasted like the real thing, but it made Zheng Li more and more hungry after leaving the game.

He changed his clothes and went downstairs, and soon came to the cafeteria.

There are quite a lot of people in the cafeteria at this point. On weekend mornings, most of the students who go to self-study will come to eat something to fill their stomachs, but compared with the real lunch point, it seems much sparser. At least one table for one person is more than enough .

Zheng Li ordered a basket of steamed dumplings, a bowl of soy milk, and a deep-fried dough stick. He made himself a plate of vinegar, picked up the plate, and found an empty table to sit and eat.

After dipping steamed dumplings in vinegar and eating two or three of them, Zheng Li felt comfortable and satisfied.

He glanced at the other students who were eating breakfast, men and women, hardly anyone he knew.

At this time, Zheng Li's wandering eyes suddenly froze.

Because he suddenly saw, sitting at a table not far from him, there was a girl who was eating small wontons.

The girl was wearing ordinary clothes, like a college student that can be seen everywhere.

However, in Zheng Li's eyes, her eyebrows and eyes are very familiar!

This girl is the one I dreamed about just now! ! !

Zheng Li was startled, he couldn't hold his chopsticks firmly, and fell to the table, causing the girl to glance at this side when she heard the sound.

Only then did he realize that this girl might not be the same as the woman in the dream just now, after all, he didn't see her face, but at least this girl didn't have red eyes.

"Illusion"

Zheng Li muttered.

Perhaps it was because he had met this girl before, or the other party had some big class with him, so he subconsciously remembered the other party's appearance, and then recalled it in the dream?

Zheng Li believes in science.

It can't be that woman who chased her out of her dream, right?

He finished his breakfast in a hurry, bought a bottle of Coke and a bag of sandwiches and went back to the dormitory. The roommates were still awake, and Zheng Li even nervously climbed onto their ladder, sniffing to make sure they were still alive.

After taking a sip of Coke, Zheng Li entered the game again.

This time, he learned his lesson. As soon as he entered the game, he first looked through his luggage and opened his notebook.

There are indeed a lot of records in the notebook. You can basically have a general understanding of the Browning family's property, Browning, and his children after reading it.

At the same time, there are also records of Taoist Heming and his sect. Zheng Li only knew about Taoist Heming before. I have a relatively objective and clear understanding.

It seems that reading these notes first is the correct strategy for the game.

Zheng Li couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The old housekeeper arrived as scheduled, and Zheng Li, who was flipping through his notes, was still taken aback. He hurriedly picked up the two notebooks, checked his weapon again—a revolver, and immediately followed.

Since Zheng Li had already chatted with some people in the last game, this time he did not repeat the previous thing, but carefully observed the expressions of these people.

According to the author on that forum, some people he didn't notice may be the crux of the problem.

He began to study those maids, servants, and even the old housekeeper, seeming to be dazed.

However, Zheng Li did not find any problems.

After the meal, fearing the death of the last game, he didn't go back to his room immediately, but decided to stay here, where there are many people.

Opening the note, Zheng Li continued to look back.

At this time, he suddenly saw a line of text.

【Browning paid me to investigate the treasure hidden in this mansion, which is said to be the legacy of Taoist Heming. 】

At the same time, between these two pages, there is a photo.

As Zheng Li flipped through the pages, the photo fell to the ground, and Zheng Li bent down to pick it up.

He turned it over and saw what was in the photo.

It was a black and white, slightly mottled photo of a very old man. On the back of the photo, the words "Browning" were written.

Zheng Li was a little horrified, because he had seen Browning's portrait in the corridor. In the portrait, it was obvious that the old man was quite healthy and young, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to enjoy Wushan with his little maid.

What's going on here?

Rejuvenation?

Puzzled, he looked away from the photo, and Zheng Li saw the text on the notebook again.

[However, Taoist Heming may not have died, and his will may remain in this room! ! ! 】

The moment he saw this word, a sense of trembling spread throughout Zheng Li's body.

He raised his head, feeling countless eyes staring at him.

Everyone except myself seemed to be under suspicion.

===679. Listen to my advice and surrender quickly===

Back in the room, Zheng Li first saved a file.

Even if those bugs reappeared next, they wouldn't start all over again.

He touched the notebook in his pocket, and a thought of coexistence of curiosity and death appeared in his mind.

Zheng Li decided to open his notebook and take a look.

His heart was beating wildly, clearly audible.

With the storm, lightning and thunder gradually roaring outside, Zheng Li slowly spread out the notebook.

The text on the notebook has not changed, it is still lying on the paper honestly.

Zheng Li looked at the words on it. It was a record of Taoist Heming's various miraculous behaviors, and there happened to be an article about him curing diseases and saving lives.

It was a piece of information stitched together from several newspaper clippings. It said that in the past, the mayor of a certain town died of illness. Things went well, so everyone was very sad and decided to hold a funeral for the mayor.

Because too many people came to express condolences, the body of the mayor had been placed in the mourning hall, and could not be buried until the ninth day. On this day, Taoist Heming happened to pass by the town with his disciples. After hearing about the situation, he decided to sacrifice Kudos to the mayor.

But during the worship, Taoist Heming took a look at the body of the mayor, but found something unusual. He said that the mayor did not die of illness, but someone poisoned him. Everyone was shocked and hurriedly asked Taoist Heming who it was After killing the mayor, Taoist Heming did not tell them the answer, but said, you might as well ask the mayor himself.

Later, Taoist Heming said that he had mastered the art of resurrection from death, and that if he died wrongfully, he could be resurrected.Everyone didn't believe in Taoist Heming, thinking that he was a magic stick who just wanted to make money.

But the mayor's family heard the news in grief, and they decided to believe in Taoist Heming once.

Taoist Heming then began to arrange the ceremony. That night, everyone felt the wind blowing, as if there was a mournful cry from the abyss of the underworld, but the next morning, the mayor really came back to life.

He identified the person who killed him. It was a wealthy local family. The angry townspeople immediately grabbed those people from the house and burned them to death. A lot of people's properties were donated to the Heming faction, so the rumors of the night of calling back souls began to spread.

After reading this story, which was like a paragraph in a strange novel, Zheng Li felt a slight sense of horror.

Resurrection from the dead should also be impossible in the abandoned city, but as someone who understands Lu Lian's silent film universe, Zheng Li knows that similar sayings exist in Nanhua Private Renji Hospital, those mud monsters can pretend to be the dead and absorb them Consciousness, control their physical actions.

And Taoist Heming's technique of resurrection from the dead seems very likely to be the handiwork of those silt monsters.

"He arranged the ceremony, summoned those silt monsters, and replaced the mayor? That rich family may not necessarily be the murderer who killed the mayor, maybe he was just randomly identified by Taoist Heming, just for money?"

The more he thought about it, the more Zheng Li felt the horror behind it.

He was about to turn the next page when suddenly, a scream made him shiver.

"Is this someone being attacked?"

Zheng Li immediately put away his notebook, grabbed his pistol, and ran towards the room where the screams came from.

He discovered that this was the room of Lily, Browning's lover.

There seemed to be faint cries for help in the room, but the door was closed.

Zheng Li kicked twice, but the door remained motionless.

He didn't know what to do, he just heard the voice inside getting smaller and smaller, and finally, with a plop, fell into silence.

At this time, the old housekeeper was late. He looked at Zheng Li at the door in fear, and then he thought of something and went to find someone to get the key. When he opened it, Zheng Li found that the beautiful little lover was already terrified. dead.

And she strangled herself to death with her own hands! ! !

No matter what, Zheng Li couldn't imagine how a person could strangle himself to death, he just felt dazed for a while.

"Taoist Heming is the ghost of Taoist Heming"

Zheng Li muttered, lost his mind.

He has seen corpses in reality, but they are all lying on the operating table in good condition, and there is a shortage of teachers in general, it is already difficult to see them normally, let alone directly operate and practice.

Now, when Zheng Li saw this extremely weird corpse, he was also shocked.

I used to joke with my classmates that I had seen more corpses than many people had eaten pork, but now it sounds like a joke about slapping a swollen face to pretend to be fat.

He was speechless until the old butler and other servants came over and confirmed Lily's death.

Zheng Li had already forgotten how he spent the rest of the time. He returned to his room and took out his revolver from the holster. He felt a voice whispering in his ear, telling himself that everything was Your fault, you could have saved that girl.

He raised the revolver in a strange way, and Zheng Li saw that his face in the mirror was pitch black, like a dead man's blue-black.

Zheng Li pulled the trigger.

The moment the trigger was activated, Zheng Li regained consciousness. He didn't understand why he did this. He hurriedly tried to turn the gun, but the bullet had already passed through his brain.

Before the excruciating pain spread across the cerebral cortex, Zheng Li saw himself in the mirror.

He was smiling weirdly to himself.

"Fuck!"

Zheng Li couldn't help crying out, he immediately exited the game, took off his helmet, and found that all his roommates were missing.

Looking at the time on his phone, he found that it was twelve o'clock at noon, and those people probably had gone to the cafeteria to eat.